How has Dylan taken to becoming somewhat of a step dad to river? How is the media with him and river? Asleep is he as annoyed with Harry and famous yn and we are? How does he feel that Harry has been neglecting river?
Oh, he absolutely loves River. By the time they started dating, Dylan was at a point in his life where having a family was something he knew he wanted someday, so despite famous y/n having a daughter, he thought of her as a bonus deal. He doesn’t care she’s not biologically his; he loves her to death, and cares for her deeply.
He didn’t really think of himself as “step-dad” in the very beginning, obviously because he and famous y/n had only just started dating, but “step-dad” came along the next year, mostly because of lockdown and quarantine, and he was seeing her so much, and they had a lot of time to really bond.
The media seems to really like them, though of course he doesn’t post anything about her, and it’s mostly from what they’ve seen by fan or pap encounters. I’d say all three were papped last year when they were out for a walk around the neighborhood, and he was pushing River in her stroller, and even at one point bent down to give her her juice.
But I’m also sure the media has pinned Harry and Dylan against each other, and even though they might not totally like each other, they don’t hate each other.
Dylan wishes Harry was in the picture more, because that’s his child after all. Yeah, there’s FaceTime and phone calls since he’s been in England/Italy, but he needs to be physically around more. And it was fine for a while when famous y/n was the one saying, “So, when are you coming to see your daughter?” but when it was Dylan calling him, that kind of opened Harry’s eyes up a little bit. This conversation probably happened today.
He called from famous y/n’s phone, and he picked up on the fourth ring.
“What’s going on?”
“She called me ‘daddy’ last night.” There was a long pause, and a deep sigh heard on the other end. “I get that you found someone and you’re happy—I seriously get it—but you have obligations in other parts of the world too, and I really hate seeing my girlfriend feeling like she’s failing as a parent because her daughter called me ‘daddy’. But if I’m the one that’s around, and the one that’s providing, then what does that make me?”
Dylan could hear a woman talking in the background, and Harry mouthed “hold on”.
“Fix this, okay? I know you love her, and you care about her, but she’s two—she doesn’t know what’s going on. She’s got problems with object permanence or something because when you’re not around, it’s like you don’t exist.”
hi! how are you? i hope you’re okay! will you write a blurb about the dinner y/n organised with harry & dylan? i need an interaction moment between them :)
Absolutely, babe! And I'm doing okay; I hope you're well!
This turned out a lot longer than I planned, and it's the first time I have written in so long, so I'm a little rusty. I didn't want to add a lot of angst, because I wanted them to have a drama free dinner, but with some awkward moments, of course. x
This interaction would have happened on Sunday, August 1st.
Harry had River over the weekend, and was scheduled to drop her back off with famous y/n at 5 that evening, and of course famous y/n was cooking her favorite rendition of Tour of Italy, and maybe she was feeling in a particularly good mood – probably had something to do with the two glasses of red wine she had – and I can imagine her staring down at her phone as she watches over the boiling water.
4:10 PM.
She picks up her phone, scans through her recent calls, and taps his number.
“Hey, what’s going on? It’s not five yet.”
“No—no, that’s okay, you’re fine. Um, I was thinking…just thinking it might be nice if you had dinner with us tonight? I’m making my Tour of Italy—spaghetti, fettucine, ravioli…not the best Italian you’ve ever had, but we like it.” She pauses a beat, listening to River through the line babbling. “Maybe you can take this time to talk more than three words to Dylan.”
“Not sure what to even say to him.”
“That’s fair, but I’m just tired of feeling like I’m stuck between a war with you two. If you could at least try—”
“Does he want me there?”
“He can deal even if he doesn’t. You are my daughters’ father, and I want you to have dinner with us tonight. Maybe you can run River her bath and get her ready for bed?”
After the missed time, Harry doesn’t skip an opportunity to be with his girl.
“I bought zeppole’s and cannoli’s at Eagle Rock this afternoon.”
“I’ll be there at five.” There’s a hint of agitation, but she waves it off.
“Okay. Five.”
She sets her phone back down, and slowly stirs the pot of spaghetti noodles. Out of the corner of her eye, she senses Dylan hovering in the doorway, their puppy asleep in his arms.
“I invited Harry to have dinner with us tonight.” She gently sets the lid on the pot and turns around. “Hope you don’t mind.”
“As long as he doesn’t eat my cannoli’s, then we’re fine.” He smiles, walking into the room and sitting down at the island. “Did you tell him to be nice?”
“It’s you I want to be nice. I know about that phone call.” She cocks her head at him, walking over to the refrigerator. “Not saying he didn’t deserve it, but I don’t want any cat fights tonight… We just got the carpet deep cleaned.”
“What about cat fights outside in the grass?”
“I’ll turn the sprinklers on.”
It wasn’t soon after five when the doorbell rang, and Roro came running to the door along with her new friend. River came bouncing in, followed by her dad, dropping down to give her puppies a kiss on the head.
“Wowo—hello, Wowo. I missed you!” She’s dressed in her favorite pineapple dress, with a pink bow pinned in her hair. Famous y/n is first to spot her freshly skinned knee.
“Took a tumble on the way to the car.” Harry begins, River’s bag in his hand. “Handled it like a champ… Promised her a cannoli if she stopped crying.”
Dylan audibly sighs from the other room.
Before dinner started, Harry dressed River in her “pasta clothes” because famous y/n wanted nothing more than her daughter staining her best clothes because she doesn’t know how to properly contain her spaghetti passion. (River also doesn’t eat the ravioli because she’s scared of the ricotta in the middle.)
“Babe, cannoli’s and ravioli have the same middle bits. It’s the same thing—you love cannoli’s.”
She still wants nothing to do with it.
Harry and River sat on one side of the table, while famous y/n and Dylan were on the other. River spent most of the dinner in Harry’s lap eating off his plate.
Harry and Dylan didn’t talk much through the dinner; both trying to regularly keep food in their mouths as a reason to stay silent. Famous y/n knew their ruse, and wasn’t about to let them slip passed this moment to connect.
“So, Harry,” famous y/n chimed, “Any news on a trailer for Don’t Worry Darling?”
“Uh…this fall, maybe? Hopefully? Not too sure honestly.”
“I don’t know if you know this,” she turns to Dylan, “I originally had the role for Alice, before Harry even was thought of, but once Shia left and Harry stepped in, I left because I didn’t want to work with him.”
Dylan choked on his pasta, peering up to look at Harry across the table whose face was at a flatline.
“But Florence was perfect for the role, so I guess it worked out.”
“I didn’t know that, no.” Dylan looks back at famous y/n, clenching his jaw to suppress a smile.
“The media said it was because of scheduling issues, but…they’ll say whatever you pay them to!”
“I want a cannooli now!” River lifted herself up in Harry’s lap, a piece of spaghetti entangled in her hair.
Without missing a beat, Dylan glanced up, almost as if it was a force of habit. “You need to eat more of your dinner, babe. A couple more big girl bites.”
Famous y/n saw the look in Harry’s eyes; the look that said, “That’s my child. Why are you acting like her parent?” He isn’t one for confrontation by any means, but she knew when it came to his daughter, things fell a little differently.
The conversation Dylan had with Harry just some weeks ago was quick to come to a halt in her head.
“She called me ‘daddy’ last night.” There was a long pause, and a deep sigh heard on the other end. “I get that you found someone and you’re happy—I seriously get it—but you have obligations in other parts of the world too, and I really hate seeing my girlfriend feeling like she’s failing as a parent because her daughter called me ‘daddy’. But if I’m the one that’s around, and the one that’s providing, then what does that make me?”
River did as she was told, reaching over to the abandoned fork on her plate and scooping up some pasta.
“Thank you, sweets.” Famous y/n smiled, gently kicking Harry under the table. He blinked, finally looking back up at her. Very subtly she shook her head, and reached for her wine glass.
Maybe dinner wasn’t the place to have this conversation. Not in front of River, anyway.
Once the table was cleared, and dessert was had, Harry scurried upstairs to get River ready for bed, while Dylan and famous y/n hung out in the living room.
“He knows he’s not been the best dad, and it makes him guilty, so it pisses him off when he sees you taking over his spot.”
“Well, he shouldn’t have left that spot open! Like…what does he think? You’ll never date or marry someone so River will never have a step-dad?”
“I think that he thinks his actions had no repercussions, but now he sees how easily River is swayed.”
But she’s three-years-old and all she does is sway.
Once River was in bed, Harry came back downstairs to say his goodbyes.
“Thanks for having me,” he smiled at famous y/n. “Dinner was great. It was good to see you guys.”
“Let me walk you out, man.” Dylan stood up, stepping forward towards the front door. Famous y/n laid farther down on the sofa, stretching her legs out and watching as the two walked outside.
“I didn’t mean to offend by what I said at dinner…” Dylan began as they reached Harry’s car. “I know she is your daughter, and I shouldn’t overstep—I don’t mean to overstep—”
“Remember what you said on the phone? How she called you ‘daddy’ and it’s because I’m not around? I know I’ve not been great, and I kind of deserved that slap in the face. Made me realize I need to get my shit together because…I could lose her, you know? I don’t come around often and all of a sudden I’m just some guy who comes around occasionally.”
“She knows you’re her dad.”
“But it pisses me off knowing she thinks you’re her dad too.”
“You know…I don’t know what the future holds, but…if she and I get married one day, I would be legally her step-dad. I love her, and I care about her, whether or not I am right now. I just want you to know that. And at the end of the day, I know my place, and I don’t want to overstep it.”
Harry nods, reaching for the door.
“But if you aren’t around, I have no choice but to. Remember that.”
Soo now that famous y/n and dylan are dating and dylan meet river has Harry and him seen each other. Like would Harry just be a jealous ex and dylan be protective with famous y/n! Or would they pretend to be nice!
For a while he was the jealous ex-boyfriend, but that's passed now. Everyone has moved on, everyone is happy, and things are somewhat good. Famous y/n never got the proper apology she deserves, and thus she doesn't speak much to Harry unless it involves River. Like if she's sick, or got hurt, or if they want to schedule a time for her to spend with him.
But, while Harry was still a bitter little man, he did have to cross paths with Dylan when picking River up at famous y/n's house. He didn't know Dylan was there, and when famous y/n answered the door, he could hear him talking in another room. (He was making sure River had her bag packed to stay with her daddy for the weekend.)
Harry walked into the foyer, and famous y/n held up a finger and left the room. He heard the two of them talk for a couple seconds, laugh, and when she reentered the room with River in tow, came into view, locked eyes with Harry and just turned back around.
He knows he should be more polite, but...he can do that another day.
"Okay, bug, do you have everything?" Famous y/n knelt down and unzipped her bag, giving a quick scan into her belongings.
"I got her pajamas, new underwear and clothes for tomorrow--toothbrush and toothpaste, some pull-up's, and extra clothes in case of accidents." Dylan was back in sight, looking down at his two girls.
"Perfect." Famous y/n smiled and zipped her bag back up. "Wanna give Dilly a hug goodbye?"
Harry could puke. He visibly rolled his eyes, and shoved his hands deep into his pockets. Dilly.
"Okay, baby, I'll see you in a couple days, okay? Mummy loves you so, so much." After a long hug and plenty of kisses later, she was out the door.
bestie there’s no one more excited for this than me pls let’s talk more about how dyl and famous y/n connected and that slippery slope into ~oh shit I love you~
Rumors started on August 29, 2019 when a person said she saw famous y/n and Dylan at the airport in Costa Rica. At this point, we don’t know why either one of them would be in Costa Rica, and why famous y/n would be with Dylan, so many people don’t believe it.
A little bit later, Dylan’s sister Julia posts photos from a family vacation to Costa Rica, but there was no famous y/n in sight. People were confused as to why she would be on a family vacation with him, since she was supposedly dating Harry at the time, so that rumor quickly died.
But what nobody knew was her and Dylan had been catching up for most of August, and he knew she was in a vulnerable spot and needed some companionship. He invited her to come with him on vacation with him and his family, and she agreed. Did she feel weird about it? Totally. But Julia was a fan of famous y/n, his parents knew who she was, and since her and Dylan had been friends for so long, they didn’t mind her coming.
“Just…post nothing of me, okay?”
Since she was coming after rooms were booked at the place they were staying, she roomed with Dylan. (Such typical fucking fan fiction cliché, but leave me alone. Julia had her cousin staying in her room.) The two of them didn’t really mind, but quickly there became some sexual tension. Maybe when she asked him to tie her bikini top, or help her put suntan lotion on her back. Or maybe when she was sleeping on her side and her ass was right up against his stomach. Could have been any of those.
At one point near the end of the trip, the pair got a little tipsy on cocktails at their bar, and they end up sleeping together. (Quite awkward for the family who accidently heard some of it.) So, with that now out in the open, they do sit and talk about what to do now. They decide to take it slow, not rush into anything, and just take it day by day.
She had shows in London once she was back from Costa Rica, so he came to London with her and spent some time with her. By mid-September the two of them decided to just be official.
She felt so free with Dylan, because with Harry she was being stalked and harassed and abused constantly, but with Dylan, there was none of that, and even if there was, it was such a significant drop that she never really noticed. She didn’t realize how stressful it was to be with Harry.
The “I love you’s” came about a month later. He was following her on tour a little bit, and New York was the last dates. She did a couple Madison Square Garden nights, and once she was done, they hung out in New York for a little while. And we also know he was there to support her at SNL.
It was just a very natural thing at this point. They had known each other for years, the connection was there, the attraction was there, and shit, he loved her. She was wonderful and beautiful, and carried the weight of the world on her shoulders, and all he wanted was to help her with her baggage.
How does famous yn feel about Harry and Olivia? Is Harry at this point still hoping one day he could win her back or has he fully moved on. Also who was quarantine for them co parenting I know that Harry was in la but now he’s back in Europe. Dylan is based in New York so how did they work it out?
Oh, she doesn't mind Olivia at all. (Also, the name I gave famous y/n for myself was Olivia so...this is awkward for me.) She knows that Olivia is a mom, so she understands where she's coming from, and if Harry were to have River around her, she trusts her.
As for hoping they get back together, not really. At least he's not so strung up on the idea now. He refused to date in case she changed her mind, but he reached a point where he just figured he was wasting his time.
As for quarantine, she was in LA with Dylan, but she stayed at her house and he stayed at his. She figured it was too soon to move in together lol. Famous y/n stayed in LA since Harry was there, that way if he wanted to see his daughter he could. And he did, no worries. Dylan being in LA and not NY was just a bonus, honestly.
Like imagine river with dylan! Just all sassy and funny and becoming besties!!
What I love is that River will fuck with Harry all the time, but she is an actual angel with Dylan. The first time that Dylan babysat River, completely by himself, she was a little over a year old, and Famous y/n warned him and said, "She can be a little heathen. Just be warned."
And this he knew; he knew all the stories. He really wasn't all that phased by her advice. The worst she's ever done with Dylan is they were watching the Trolls movie recently, and he was laying down on the couch, and she was sitting on his stomach. She farted on him. That's literally the worst she's done.
Had this thought where famous y/n asks Harry if he wants to have dinner with her, Dylan and River, and all famous y/n makes her own version of Tour of Italy, and they all feast on pasta and River puts spaghetti on her head because she wants to be Ariel.
Friends! The power was off last night so I couldn’t get on here (had to save the phone battery) and then I ended up drinking a bottle of wine and doing some edibles, so by the time the power came back on I was fucked up and went to bed. ANYWAY, I’ll be on tonight ♥️
